“A little less conversation, a little more action please.
All this aggravation ain’t satisfactioning me.
A little more bite and a little less bark.
A little less fight and a little more spark.”
Elvis Presley, A Little Less Conversation
As my interim project comes to an end, I’ve been thinking about what to do, where to go, and how to do it. It’s time for a road trip and with a road trip, I need music. This is one of my favorite road trip songs – I love the beat and the lyrics equally.
This song started to get me thinking more about the Elvis phenomenon. Vegas, his music, his reputation, fan clubs, and sightings. Last spring, after dragging John Wayne around Utah, taking photos and writing about my travels with The Duke, I did think about doing the same with Elvis. That thought went away, but only for a few months.
About a month ago I was at the north rim of the Grand Canyon, just before it closed for the winter season. It was a quick trip to get a couple of photos and a good sense of what the north rim had to offer.
I stepped off the trail and climbed up a couple of rocks, checking out the view. Stunning. A couple of minutes later a man came from behind me and was scoping out the trail. He agreed to let me take his photo and when I asked what his name was, he told me I would not forget it. “Elvis.” he said with a very large smile.
Although this Elvis was on vacation from Italy and I knew it was not “The King,” it made me think about stories about Elvis sightings around the world and my desire to take a road trip with Elvis. Flat Stanley travels around the world and shows up in blogs, Facebook, and in people’s scrapbooks, so why not Elvis? When I toted my painted plywood cut-out of John Wayne around Utah, I posed for photos with him, made up stories about traveling with The Duke, people on the streets stopped me to take their photos with him, and I even took a photo of a group of retired ladies who crochet and call themselves The Virgin Hookers (they live in Virgin, Utah) with The Duke.
People love famous icons and I’m thinking now that my interim job is coming to an end that I should tote one around with me in 2012. I’m thinking Elvis. Not the Italian Elvis I met at the Grand Canyon, but a painted plywood cut-out of Elvis Presley.
There’s an Elvis birthday celebration planned in Graceland this coming January. I’m sure I’d blend in and the experience would make for great writing material. http://www.elvis.com/events/birthday_celebration.aspx.
I think it’s time for a little less conversation about this and a little more action….